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Thursday, January 31, 2008

People do make harsh decisions. Often involving hurting someone else. But everyone has a touch of greed inside of them that makes them do it anyway. Heck if I think it will make me happy then, move over sister Im walking all over you. Yay...

Do you go for someone you like just now? or someone you liked before but turns out to be a bit crazy but is beautiful, caring and rich?

"Why her?"

I met this girl, Mitch. She was not your common gal, she was your most common gal, well common in where I am. She goes to school, goes home and helps at home, thats her routine. She is (physically) the line between plump and just right, boyish haircut (which I personally love) and a simple way of understanding things. I fell for that simpleton beauty, if not for the girl Im currently going out with, Esa.

Now Esa is a one shot deal. Rich, pretty, affectionate and understanding. Now who wouldnt want someone like her? Well for one, I did. For the life of me god strike me down, still cannot understand why. But one thing negative about her... she was with Senator Palpatine, she loves to dwell in the dark side. Threats of suicide (which she really does put into action), stalking phone calls, you guys know the works. She eventually found out that I was eyeing Mitch... so the drama begins...

First post for my first blog... how does this thing works... posting what pops up the nuggin I think would suffice... the interest level should be between 5, in rating board of 1-100.

"Who is this at the back of my head?"

Waking up, everything blurred, I set my eyes to see what time it is, its 7 in the morning, time to kick start to work mode, need the dough to fund my amazingly, routine driven life of WAKE-WORK-WEEP-SLEEP (The weep part is just there so that sleep wouldnt sound of out place). A little shrug here and there, one can-can kick in the air and Im good to go.

Running through my closet I look for matching clothes to wear to work. The usual combo of black shirt and unwashed-for-2-weeks jeans would fit the day, and the magical socks that never found its partner, and the pair of rugged mountain hiking shoes that weigh a ton but boosts my manly appearance, me being skinny and the proud owner of a missing molar that added to my more skinny look due to my cheecks being shy all of a sudden and wants to back up to the insides of my mouth.

Its off to work... another day another dollar...

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

This will be my first run at a blogsite. Random thoughts would probably be flying here and there, a dash of life experiences and a couple of nonsense as side dish. Hope to guide myself to a better me...